Week Three

Ok, so part of me taking the summer off was to spend time with my kids. This would be my 10 and 12 year olds. This is the first summer in their life that they do not have to go to childcare/camp. Typically their summer days were long, to get to camp they need to get up earlier than they needed to for school and their days there were longer.

I thought this would be great for them, able to stay up a little later, sleep in a little longer and the things we could do together. Little did I know how much they would like it, days I wanted to head out to the zoo or to run an errand, it took forever to get them going. No one wanted to get dressed or go out, they were in an electronic zombie state. During the school year, electronics are only allowed on the weekends, so having the summer off they were in Minecraft heaven. When they did get moving it was around 3:00 for the pool in the back yard.

I was going to have their friends over to build those summer memories of hanging out, building, creating, discovering. Ha, that didn't turn out, could never get on the same schedule of availability with them- ugh.

I secretly, didn't mind as I too was feeling a bit lazy. My main goal for the week was figuring out a budget friendly little summer family vacation as my husband;s vacation takes up my 4th week off of work.

Week Two

Week Two...

I found week two to be the reality week. Wow not working shows you that there are many hours in the day, and now I'm trying to figure out what to do with them all. When I worked I never had never enough hours in the day.

I was adamant when I left my job that I was going to get some projects done around the house. So I pushed myself to start on one, the office. This room has collected stacks of paper to be filed and more that needed to be purged and shredded not to mention the dust, ugh. I spent a day on this and felt good. I cleaned and organized  all my office stuff, however, the other half of the office, my husbands side is still a mess.

I really was hoping he would instinctively jump on the band wagon and start cleaning and purging his side, yeah not so much. He still works all day and this would be a weekend project for him.

Here comes another discovery to being home all day, the guilt. Now that I am home I feel like I have to be accomplishing something everyday. Previously my husband and I shared all household responsibilities but now I feel a sense of obligation to take on more. Now please note, my husband assures me he does not expect that, this is my own sense of guilt. I have found myself lost at times, standing and staring blankly in the room looking around to do something.  I have spent so much time (years) juggling so many things and to now go to 20 percent of that I feel my mind is not being 100 percent utilized.

I am starting to feel a little under utilized.. What will week three bring?